A/N This is my first EVER story so be nice haha! I want to thank my legendary partner in crime smurf1001 for giving me the confidence to actually write something! I will be using parts of the show in my own work, so you may recognise a little BUT it will not be in the same context as the show - so don't be fooled! :P I hope you enjoy! Please R&R - if you like it...I will keep writing!
Criminal Minds isn't mine sadly! (also just a quick 'wooooooo' that AJ Cook is returning! :D)
Penelope Garcia, technical analyst extraordinaire, sat happily in her office. Although it was extremely early on a Monday morning she was thrilled that (for now at least) the team seemed to be staying at Quantico. Even though this meant paperwork, and lots of it, more importantly it meant she could be with her BAU family. So there she sat, humming to herself and waving around a fluffy pink pen while quickly typing on her computer 'babies' trying to compile a list of names for another team out in Michigan.
One of her many computer screens showed live surveillance footage of the bullpen. She liked to spy. She was the Queen of All Knowledge after all. The cameras were obviously there for security, but they were also her little helpers. This morning was no exception to that fact.
Her crime-fighting team had settled at their desks, laughing and teasing each other as usual. Garcia smirked and stopped to focus fully on the camera feed. JJ was carrying two cups of coffee and heading over to Emily. The blonde placed the coffee on the brunette's desk and sat on the edge, taking a big sip from her own cup. The profiler turned to give JJ a huge smile and squeezed her thigh in appreciation before returning to her previous conversation with Morgan. Garcia laughed as JJ clearly starts to choke on her coffee. Emily swiftly starts rubbing and patting her back in circles, which visibly makes JJ even more flustered. Waving her arms in the air to show she is ok, JJ leaps up and quickly hurries off.
Garcia turns back to her work. "5 – 4 -3 – 2 – 1…" Her office door quickly crashes open and in bursts JJ.
"I choked, literally! I spat coffee all down my top…OH MY GOD and all over Emily!" JJ gestures to the screen, which is now showing Emily wiping down her desk and top with a tissue. She starts to pace Garcia's tiny office.
"Breathe my lovely blonde, breathe!" Garcia grabs JJ's wrist and pulls her into the seat beside her.
"That's the problem Garcia, I did breathe. As soon as she grabbed my leg, I gasped. I gasped with a mouthful of coffee. Who does that? No-one does that! I am one of the best FBI Media Liaisons. I work for the BAU. I face death and angry reporters for a living. But I can't even manage to control my breathing around her now!" She slumps back dramatically into the chair. She turns quickly to Garcia. "I am blaming you!"
Garcia laughs. "Oh kitten…"
JJ turns in the seat to watch Emily on the screen again. "I am going to blame you, you crazy computer hacker. I was blissfully unaware, until you decided to play cupid. We were colleagues and best friends, and now it's Emily and she's…"
"HOT!" Shouts Garcia, thrilled that JJ is talking about her latest feelings. Before this stage, she had been in serious denial. That was until Garcia started showing her factual evidence in the form of candid photos and camera footage. When Garcia visited JJ's office presenting the 'evidence' in a fashion similar to a police interrogation the liasion couldn't deny the obvious staring, touches and flirting clearly shown. Even after that it took her weeks to process her feelings.
"No!" Garcia looks shocked. JJ turns to look at Garcia. "Sorry what?...Hot! Yes, god yes! She is beautiful. But what I was going to say was, she is…"
"Clever, caring, bad-ass…sexy" Garcia wiggles her eyebrows and smirks.
"No, well yes, all those things and much, much more. But what I am trying to say is that I think she might be, I t-think she m-might be seeing someone". JJ sighs sadly.
"What? No, I would know that. I am all knowing, I know everything. You really think so? Who? How did I not know that?" Garcia stops to think, but notices JJ's demeanour. Instead of a flustered teenager she now looks like a little girl whose favourite pet just died. "Jayje, are you sure? I mean..."
"Mick Rawson" His name was said laced with jealousy and pain. Tears formed in her eyes.
"Oh my lovely, she will realise her error. Just you wait" Garcia leans over and gives her a comforting hug.
Emily was a challenge to read. The brunette, after years of growing up in an unhappy family and political environment, hid her emotions behind her thick walls and compartments. Garcia was sure there was a spark between her two favourite girls. A spark based on electricity stronger than friendship. At lunch she would confront Emily about this news. She would do everything and anything in her cupid skills to help the distressed laision. Unless...Emily was truly happy with Mick and then she would bow out and be happy for her.